Not Liya. Her delicate gasps, the slow creep of red spreading across her cheeks, and her bucking hips urge me to discover every hidden call and response that I can possibly find. Her warm skin beckons me to coat it with affection and I start to lose myself in her moans, seeking to indulge as much of her body as I can.
Vodka courses through my system while I extend my tongue over her nipple, inspiring a long, rasping moan of pleasure from deep within her core. She laces her fingers into my hair and pulls me tightly to her chest, showing me where she wants me to go next.
“P-please,” she manages to gasp. “I want you.”
A ravenous growl explodes from me as I tear away her clothes. I don’t stop until her naked skin glistens with sweat in the dim light. She whimpers ecstatically as I strip away the barrier of my clothes.
My cock throbs in the air. I clear a space for her on the desk. Propping her on the wood takes little effort and I study her mussed hair, quivering lips, and the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest with each shuddering breath. She rubs her legs together while peering up at me through fluttering lashes.
“Pavel?”
The slightest nudge from me parts her thighs, and she reveals her wetness. A strip of glistening fluid beckons my mouth.
Without hesitation, I lap her up and listen to her tortured cries, each shivering utterance painted on her lips like a ritualistic chant involving the broken syllables of my name.
And I won’t stop until she’s screaming it.
Chapter Five
Liya
I’m teetering on the edge of sanity while Pavel sifts his fingers between the folds of my pussy. Wetness aids his journey as a soft growl rumbles from his chest. I can see my arousal glistening on his lips.
I don’t think I’m going to last much longer.
“Open your legs wider,” he instructs, his voice laced with heat. “That’s it. Good girl…”
The head of his cock presses insistently against my entrance, pushing a low moan from my throat. I slap my hand over my mouth as I watch him sink inside, struck by the realization that this is the last night I’ll be a virgin. I can’t tell him it’s my first time.
What if he laughs?
Or what if hestops?
No—I’m supposed to take what I want, right? This is my time to live, a chance to take a break from the med school interviews, the piling-up bills, my shitty boss, and my demanding brother.
I need to let go, even if it’s just for a few minutes, a fewseconds.
I deserve to have something more.
Pavel grabs my chin. “Look at me.”
His pale green eyes pierce me, commanding all of my attention. I’m as intimidated as I am aroused, and I part my lips just as his thumb climbs my chin. His thumb slides into my mouth at the same time his cock plunges into my unclaimed wetness. Long, slow pumps break apart my control.
Each time he drives deeper, my brain zaps me with sensations unknown that threaten to shatter me to pieces.
And I welcome it.
I quiver when his free hand travels over the dips and peaks of my torso until it tightens around my right breast. His thumb pushes deeper into my mouth and he commands,
“Suck.”
Though his features are calm and concentrated, his tone demands obedience, tinted with the kind of dominance that could mean my downfall if I don’t do as he says.
And honestly, I don’t care if there is the threat of punishment.
Because Iwantto do as he instructs, despite the possibility of repercussions.
Slurping his thumb into my mouth sends him bowing forward to angle his cock deeper inside of me. My pussy clenches around his shaft and I whimper through the pain. The pinch causes me to tighten even more. The intensity of his gaze encourages me to bite through the tension and catapults me into a world of pleasure when it finally passes.